Forcing universities to open up? Try it at our junior college!

Lin Yaodong was stunned for a moment.

Those old men in the village are all over ninety years old now, yet they still come out to join in the fun.

Isn't this ridiculous?

Although they did participate in the militia in their younger years, they are now quite old and their legs are not very agile.

Don't hurt them.

"Quickly...quickly go and stop these old men!"

"We couldn't stop them. These old men somehow pulled out homemade guns they used to use to fight the Japanese."

"Ouch~~~"

This time, they're treating the people in Hanzhuang like Japanese and messing with them.

For a moment, even someone as capable as Uncle Dong didn't know what to do.

Lin Yaodong actually began to silently pray for Han Zhuang and the others who were entering the village.

Brother, you have to survive!

Otherwise, if someone dies, dozens of deaths would be a minor matter.

Whatever you do, don't let other loan companies know about Tazhai's situation. It would be a real problem if people from Tazhai couldn't get loans.

"Lin Can, where is Lin Can?"

Lin Yaodong lost control of his emotions and roared hysterically.

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and said in a strange tone:

"Uncle Dong, the village elders have gathered Lin Can and the other younger generation together."

"I bet Brother Lin is drawing lots for life and death with the younger members of the clan right now."

Lin Yaodong stood there, stunned.

It's one thing for the old folks to be senile, but now the young ones are causing trouble too.

There's no way around it; Lin Yaodong's status in Tazhai is too low now.

The people in Tazhai don't listen to Lin Yaodong at all; he doesn't even have as much influence as Wang Xiaolong.

"Quickly...quickly go to Jiangcheng City and invite Su Yu here!"

"Please, please make sure nothing goes wrong!"

Entrance to Tazhai Village.

Han Zhuang and his group entered Tazhai Village safely and without any incident.

Looking at the empty village of Tazhai, where there wasn't a soul in sight, the young man driving for Hanzhuang felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Han... Brother Han, this village is really strange. There's not a single person here. Maybe we should be careful."

"Alright, fourth brother, look at you, you coward."

Han Zhuang, sitting in the back seat, scoffed, his eyes filled with disdain and excitement.

"I guess someone saw our car, got scared, hid in their house, locked the door, and cried under the covers."

"Don't be afraid, drive the car into this village!"

"yes!"

Without further hesitation, the driver stepped on the gas and sped into Tazhai.

Han Zhuang's car took the lead, followed by the other debt collectors' cars, and they drove in a grand procession towards the interior of Tazhai Village.

As Hanzhuang ventured deeper into Tazhai Village, a dozen or so young men carrying machetes and iron bars appeared out of nowhere at the village entrance.

The blond-haired man at the head of the group watched the car carrying Han Zhuang and his men disappear, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes:

"If you dare to mess with our Tazhai, then don't even think about leaving."

"Come on, put up barbed wire and steel nails at the village entrance!"

…………

"Let me see which debt collector I should go to first."

Han Zhuang casually flipped through a thick stack of contracts in his hand, his expression ferocious, like a Yama, the King of Hell, who held the power of life and death:

"This Lin Hua borrowed 500,000."

"This six hundred thousand."

"Hmm? Lin Shengwu and Lin Shengwen, they look like brothers."

"They each took out a loan of 1.3 million."

Han Zhuang originally thought that the Lin brothers, Shengwen and Shengwu, were the ones who had taken out the most loans, and planned to target them first.

But the next second, when Han Zhuang flipped to Lin Yaozu's loan contract, he was completely stunned.

"Wait a minute, how come this Lin Yaozu borrowed 20,000 yuan!"

"Hiss~~~"

"How did the higher-ups approve such a large sum of money?"

"Never mind, I'll just collect the money. It's only been two weeks, so even if it's not all paid out, I can still get my principal back."

Meanwhile, Han Zhuang silently calculated how much commission he could get.

"Hehehehehehehe—"

Just as Han Zhuang was secretly pleased with himself, a loud bang was heard.

An explosion occurred under the vehicle in Hanzhuang.

Fortunately, the force wasn't too great; it did manage to flip Han Zhuang's modified car over.

"ah!!"

"Holy crap, what the hell is going on?!"

Han Zhuang, covered in dust and dirt, crawled out from under the car, cursing and shouting:

"What the hell is going on?!"

But the next second, there was a loud bang.

The bullet grazed his face and struck the overturned car with a piercing metallic sound.

Han Zhuang was terrified. Out of instinct, he lay down on the ground and scanned the area.

In the nearby grove of trees, shadowy figures flashed by like ghosts.

Then, there were more bangs!

"Run! Run, run now!"

Han Zhuang did not hesitate at all and tried to hide in the cars behind him.

Unfortunately, all of these cars had their tires punctured.

At this moment, Han Zhuang's mind was completely blank.

What exactly is going on?

Is this still China? How come there are still guns here!

But with no time to think, Han Zhuang could only lead his dozen or so underlings and run inside in a sorry state.

It could be said that Han Zhuang's escape speed this time was comparable to Usain Bolt's; he didn't dare to rest for even a moment.

Even a single step slower could cost you your life.

As Han Zhuang and his group gradually disappeared, six old men carrying homemade guns emerged unsteadily from the woods.

"Hey, third brother, how did you fire that shot? You didn't hit a single one."

"Hmph, second brother, you're one to talk! You missed every single shot too, didn't you?"

"Never mind, never mind, we're all getting old, and our eyesight isn't what it used to be."

"Let's leave the rest to the younger generation like Lin Can."

The elderly men sighed helplessly, then turned their gaze to the abandoned car in Hanzhuang, their cloudy eyes regaining their light.

"Hey guys, I've got a great idea."

………………

"Phew~"

"Phew~~~~"

I don't know how many meters I ran, or where I ended up.

Han Zhuang felt his legs were about to go weak, not knowing whether it was from exhaustion or from fear.

"Boss, this...this village is really weird, how come there are guns here?"

"How the hell should I know? I almost got my head blown off just now!"

Han Zhuang was furious.

However, just when you think you've reached a dead end, a new path opens up before you do.

"Brother Han, look! Isn't this the ancestral hall in Tazhai?"

"Going to the ancestral hall to find the village head of Tazhai will definitely work."

"That's right, that's right. This village chief must be a reasonable person. At the very least, he can find the clan elders of Tazhai Village."

Hearing his younger brother's shouts, Han Zhuang felt that the ancestral hall was now their safest refuge compared to the gunfire outside.

"Let's go and take refuge in the ancestral hall."

Just as Han Zhuang was leading his men toward the ancestral hall in Tazhai, the same henchman who had reminded Han Zhuang earlier spoke up again:

"Brother Han, I feel like something's not right."

"Why don't we call the police first and find a place to hide?"

Han Zhuang glanced at the man, his tone displeased:

"Call the police? You know what we do, right? Call the police? Get lost."

"But Brother Han, this village is too eerie, I'm really a little scared."

"Afraid? What's there to be afraid of? Those were just some homemade guns, the kind the locals use for hunting."

Han Zhuang was also somewhat apprehensive, but his greed overwhelmed his fear.

He must collect the debt from Tazhai today.

Go all out and take a gamble; a bicycle can turn into a motorcycle.

No child cries every day, and no gambler loses every day.

It's done!

"Brother Han, I still..."

"I'm the captain! Are you trying to rebel?"